Chapter Seventy-Three: The Feelings in the Hearts of Both Parties
"Pig's trotters, pig's trotters......" On the way to the restaurant, Chu Qianyang's mouth never stopped, and he was always thinking in pieces, thinking in pieces, just listening to one or two sentences, but after listening to so many for two minutes, it was unbearable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Obviously when facing others, Mo Huayu's mood has always been very stable, maintaining a face paralysis, especially when Mount Tai collapses in front of him and his face does not change, but when facing Chu Qianyang, he pays attention to everything, cares about it, and has too many expressions, just like now, the same is true for her broken thoughts, she has never been like this in the Chu family before, I thought that she would stop after reading it twice, but she didn't think that she clearly planned to read it all the way, a black line appeared in the center of her eyebrows, and Mo Huayu still opened her mouth:
"Yangyang...... Don't read it. ā
Frowning, after all, this practice is really not a good habit, Yangyang is a woman, since leaving the Chu family, more and more I feel that although I love to play but is still a lady in the past, it is like a bubble, and it bursts when I poke it, and now this one, who loves to eat, loves to make trouble, is naughty and willful, regardless of her appearance, it is becoming clearer and clearer in my mind, and it is becoming more and more real.
āā¦ā¦ Good. The voice dragged on for a long time, tiptoeing, turning a semicircle, Chu Qianyang turned his head to look at Mo Huayu, looking indifferent, and directly came to Qiushui's side to talk to her:
"Qiushui, let me tell you, that pig's trotters are particularly delicious. ā
"Really?" Looking at Mo Huayu, who had already sunk his face on the side, Qiu Shui felt a little funny in his heart, and at the same time a little warm, for people other than Chu Qianyang, he was obviously paralyzed as if he had a dysfunction of facial emotional expression, but in front of her, his facial expression could not be more active, from this point, he unexpectedly thought that Mo Huayu was completely the ultimate version of the male protagonist of romance novels, cold to everyone, but only enthusiastic about you.
"Mmmm, I ate it once the day before yesterday and then I thought about it all the time, dreaming about it. Nodding vigorously, and not turning his head to look at Mo Huayu, Chu Qianyang leaned next to Qiushui, kept talking, and walked forward while holding her hand.
"Well, I'll have to eat it later to see if it's that good. With a smile on her face, Qiushui looked at Chu Qianyang, and replied that it might be the reason for the change of mind, and she was already natural in front of Chu Qianyang.
"It's really delicious, I don't think a plate will be enough for us. Hearing Qiushui's answer, Chu Qianyang's words box was even more opened, and he went down directly.
"Then let's order two plates. The smile on her face enlarged, once she thought that she could contact and be friends, Qiushui's bottom line for people was relaxed, and now she was like this to Chu Qianyang, and her patience was getting more and more.
"You have a plate, I have a plate. ā
"Yes. ā
"That'...... What about Aaron?"
"Don't give him food. ā
"Good. Obviously, it was a very contentless dialogue, but Chu Qianyang said it sentence by sentence, and Qiushui also agreed to it sentence by sentence.
Walking in front and listening to the conversation between the two people who fell two steps behind, the black lines on Mo Huayu's face were all over, and the autumn water, he was so scared before, but now he is not afraid at all, he is brave.
Walking in front, thinking so in his heart, Mo Huayu didn't say anything, until he arrived at the restaurant called Yixiang Pavilion that Chu Qianyang said, he stood at the door and said to the two of them:
"It's here. "Let the two of them go in first.
"Aaron...... This way, sit by the window. Walking into the lobby of Yixiang Pavilion, Chu Qianyang directly pulled Qiushui towards the stairs leading to the second floor, calling Mo Huayu as he walked.
The position on the second floor by the window is the position that Chu Qianyang fancies, sitting there, you can see the river flowing behind the street, the willows are planted on the embankment, the breeze is light, and the scenery is very good.
Sitting in the seat, Mo Huayu was in charge of ordering, and Chu Qianyang and Qiushui were still talking together.
After such a lively lunch, the three of them had already decided to go to the evening lantern festival, and there was still a long time before the lantern festival began, so several people chose to go to the lake.
Green mountains and green waters, located in the southeast of the city of Qiancui Lake, an area of more than 400 acres, like a piece of jade, inlaid in the surrounding peaks, a scene after a scene, one painting after another, gentle and beautiful.
Chu Qianyang sat at the front of the painting boat, leaned down slightly, lay on the side of the boat, stretched out his hand to row the lake is clear and transparent, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the green mountains of the lake, cool and leisurely, it looks very comfortable, and after this comfort, he sighed and came out:
"Ah......h
Qiushui came out with fruits, snacks, and fruit wine from the painting boat, and just heard her sigh, and put things between the two, Qiushui also learned from her to lie down slightly, lying on the side of the boat, facing the breeze, squinting comfortably, and casually said to her:
"What, bored?"
"No, I just think it's so leisurely. Looking at the autumn water, his hand was still in the lake, and he followed the movement of the painting boat across the water, leaving a trace that disappeared in an instant.
"Isn't it good to be leisurely?" Looking at Chu Qianyang, Qiushui asked rhetorically, after all, some people want to have a leisurely day, and most people will think it's good.
"It's good, but I always feel like something is missing. "Probably because he has an unstable heart, Chu Qianyang sometimes thinks like this, boiled water is very good, but it seems that Coke is more satisfied.
"Huh?" Qiushui said suspiciously, what was missing, what did it mean?
"It's the same as the cuisine of southern and western Fujian, it's very light, although I can eat it, I still want to eat spicy. After thinking about it for a while, Chu Qianyang organized a language explanation.
"Southern Fujian and western Fujian?" Hearing some familiar words, Qiushui looked stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically.
"......! I said it wrong, it's Wushan in Xizhen. And the same was stunned by the other party's rhetorical question, Chu Qianyang had already answered quickly before he turned around.
And it is this somewhat eager rebuttal that makes this answer particularly different, after all, if it is really wrong, I am afraid that it will only reply with the same sentence of southern Fujian and western Fujian? Qiushui retracted his gaze and looked at Chu Qianyang, and paused for a while before replying with a sentence that wanted to cover up:
"Well, I mean I haven't heard of that place. "It's just that in this case, there is no difference between not returning and returning, after all, a single word is enough.
"Hmm. Therefore, after these two sentences, the two of them had their own thoughts in their hearts, but they just stayed together in silence, neither spoke nor left, until Mo Huayu came over and broke the deadlock.